Page 14 of Vile Heart

This was madness, he knew it. And yet, he craved the sensation like a starved man.

Intimacy. Safety.

Isn’t that what he’d come for tonight?

Davian had never felt so exposed.

Sitting here, tied up, with the intensity of this mouth caressing him, taking care of him, made him want to huddle up into a ball and cry.

“Untie me,” he barked instead. “I don’t know what you’re playing at, but it’s not funny anymore.”

The light switched on. He winced, blinking furiously, then froze.

Camren sat between Davian’s spread thighs, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes. “You have an interesting definition of fun.” He smiled. “Hot as hell perhaps, or forbidden, or sexy as fuck?—”

“Stop.” Davian’s nostrils flared. He wasn’t sure if he could keep those tears inside.

“Baby, with the way you tremble and moan and then fall apart on my tongue? Hmm.” He grinned, looking smug. “I’ve only just begun.”

Davian looked around. Panic threatened to boil over. “Where’s Galya? What have you done with her?”

“She left after she was requested to lure you in. As to what I’m going to do with her…” Camren cocked his head. “I haven’t quite decided. I’m no fan of people who touch what’s mine.”

“I’m not yours!”

Camren’s easy smile vanished, eyes flashing with anger. “Stop Davian. We both know the truth.”

Davian’s lips clamped shut. He felt his cheeks warm with embarrassment. Had he been so obvious when he’d destroyed his family’s business? Had everyone known? Good Light, he’d been desperate for the entire world to see.

“The real question is, are you ready to give in?” Camren slid his hands over Davian’s clothed thighs and pressed a kiss on the outline of his softened dick, making it twitch with interest. “I mean, your body is. But it’s your heart I’m after.”

“No.”

“I will make you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Why did you do it then?” Camren dragged his glare over Davian’s face, making him shudder. “Why did you ruin everything if it wasn’t for me coming back to you, and keeping my promise?”

Davian pressed his lips into a fine line, mind rattling. Cam was right. And he wanted it. Wanted it so badly that he—his heart thundered. But he couldn’t give in. Couldn’t sign his life away like that. “Times have changed,” he tried. The words sounded good, but they were meaningless.

Camren tipped his head back and laughed. The sound was a low, warm ruffle that made Davian’s heart rate pick up.“You keep on saying that. But I don’t think you understand.” Camren’s hands tightened on his thighs, sliding up and over his hardening dick. Despite the mind-shattering orgasm, Davian’s arousal flared once more. “Tonight’s Praeda.”

Davian’s gaze shifted automatically to the black heart that was pinned onto the expensive material of Camren’s blazer. He barely registered the rest of that phrase.

“...meaning that I get to hunt you down. Make you mine.”

He flicked up his gaze. His mouth had gone dry.

“You heard me well enough.” Camren leaned in and pressed his lips on Davian’s, reaching behind him to untie his ropes. “I don’t know what’s holding you back, but I will find out. Tonight’s your night. Enjoy yourself. It’s your last night alone.”

“What? Last night a-alone?” Davian echoed, shaking his freed hands and feet. It’s what he’d wanted. And yet…

“You know what I mean, baby.” Camren’s fingertips traced the shape of his lips, inky-black gaze focused on what he felt. “No matter what shitshow you have caused, we’ll fix it.”

Davian snarled, snatching a finger between his teeth. Camren laughed, shaking his head. “You always were afraid of speaking your emotions. Don’t worry, we’ll work on it together.”

Davian let go of Camren’s finger and broke out of his chair. “I’m not some fucking toy you can play with.” He walked toward the door. “I’m going home.”

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